I still love you. I think I always will, but at least now I'm strong enough to accept what I deserve instead of your pathetic self. Did you ever really care? You say you did, but actions speak louder than words do.
How could you just abandon me so easily? You were so unworthy of all of the time and effort I spent on you. I could never hate you, but I really wish I could. You're the one person I actually think I wish I had never met. All the good memories just hurt as much as the bad ones (which let's be honest weren't many at all). Good memories serve no purpose if they just bring you back to the complexity of the past.
How do I still. Why me. You're like an addiction. This has been going on for far too long and I just wish it would end. I wonder if when I look back a year from now if things will still be like this. Maybe I just need to make you disappear. But I care enough to wonder how you're doing. I care enough that I can't give up on you even for myself. Why is this the case? Maybe this is why you always left me.
Fuck the past dude and fuck the memories. They're not worth the happy thoughts because the happiness only brings pain.
